Charmed Chaos
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Haibun: Wild Lovebirds
Wild lovebirds come to feed at my feeders every day. The story goes they were released from a defunct aviary or escaped on their own. Originally from Africa, they thrive here in the desert Southwest. They are beautiful, loving creatures, mating for life and becoming despondent if they lose their mate. I observe their emotions and know they feel things. Not as humans do, but they kiss, are tender with one another. A father feeds his son.
He picks at the seedcake as his little one sits nearby, feeding him with the food in his mouth. If the boy tries to eat from the cake, papa, with the utmost care, scolds him. He remembers being a youngster and the impatience of youth.
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Haibun: Mother’s Rose
The roses we planted together are thriving. They bloom profusely in Spring, and then
again near your birthday in December. You loved your Rio Samba roses mom. I’m always
amazed at not only their size, but also the profusion of color they display. I had a visitor
in the garden recently; a beautiful Flame Skimmer dragonfly.
It landed near me, and was not afraid. It kept peering at me with large eyes,
and followed my every movement.
I like to think it was you, still watching over me and checking in on our garden.
You taught me everything I know about plants. And you taught me about
survival, and how to go through life with grace.
I love you, I miss you, and this is for you.
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Haibun: Flame Skimmer
I am in my garden watering wildflower seeds- they are getting their second set of leaves
which is a good sign. My garden teems with life- a kaleidoscope of tiny lilac butterflies
have been here a few days. Hummingbirds buzz past me in their haste to slurp on the
nectar in the feeders. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a shimmer. I have a visitor I have
not seen before- a Flame Skimmer dragonfly. He is fat and healthy, with big eyes that
follow me everywhere I move. I take a couple of photos with my phone, and he seems to
be enjoying my attention. He flies around, circling me and lands back on the bamboo
pole. This is an omen. I am in awe of this magnificent creature.
My skin breaks out in goosebumps, and time pauses.
Closing my eyes, I meditate.
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